CLASSY WHORE

Chapter 23- Just the first death

Mel POV

"Mommy" I screamed out as he entered me over and over with every thrust I cried out hoping my mother would open her eyes and save me but she never did. A single tear rolled down my cheeks as I watched her breathing slowed down as her chest stopped rising every few seconds.

I looked up to see my dad over me smiling maliciously in pleasure while my 14 year old sister was forced to watch in a corner. I felt the blood leak down my trembling legs and I knew it was then I couldn't stay here any longer. I watched Shana crying silently as my entire body went numb with tattered wounds and blisters. I did put up a fight and hit my father back but he slapped me to the ground and burned me with his cigarette end.

This was the only time I saw my mother stand up for me. She picked up a piece of wood and hit him across his face twice begging him to leave me alone. My father's face turned bull dog style and he picked up a chair and threw it at my mother. This literally caused her entire mouth to bleed and her lip to rip apart. At that moment I felt every pour and breath in my body come alive in me. I watched her turn her head in sorrow and smile. She whispered, "I'm sorry" and I knew what she was apologizing for. For never defending us. My daddy laughed and kicked her in her stomach. He then put back on his pants and left. Shana quickly raced out the room in tears.

I stayed and gave all the energy I had in my body to stand up. I felt like many blocks had been thrown on my back, I slowly walked over to my mother who was now unconscious. I slowly lifted her to the bed and changed her into her night gown and cleaned her wounds. Tears rolled down my eyes. This was the life I lived in fear. I sat with my mother until she awoke again. I begged her to leave with me, but she said she loved my dad and couldn't leave. Shana hated my mother for never defending us . When we left, she refused to say goodbye. I did but my mother had changed. She saw all her mistakes and was regretful.

I awoke to that memory of my mother. The very last. Tears were rolling heavily down my cheek. What was going on? I needed to know where my mother was. If she was alive or dead. I got off the bed leaving Ryan fast asleep and went to the laptop. I had to know if my mother was still alive. I went to google and type her name.

Over 3000 hits came up but I looked for their marriage certificate and instantly I found my mother's information. My entire body became on edge. I watched as the woman I once knew death certificate came up announcing her death 9 years ago from liver failure apparently someone stabbed her in her liver continuously. Tears slowly rolled down my eyes. My dad killed her.

He did it.

What the hell.

My body begun to tremble uncontrollably.

I found myself slipping to the ground.

Just then I felt water gush under me like If I peed my self.

O fuck.

Is that my water bag?

I slowly got up and called Ryan.

I was feeling very in tense.

I screamed louder and begun to hear footsteps.

"What's wrong?" he asked astonished.

'Its time" I mumbled holding my belly.

"oh" was all he said before rushing back to get the stuff.

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Ryan POV

I stood there nervous as ever. Mel was currently in the room delivering baby Marc without me. Yep. She was there with my mother. I could hear her screams from here. It brought tears in my eyes to know she was in pain. Just then the doctor came in smiling.

"Mr. Carter? Good news your wife made the baby without any problems. A bouncing 5 pounds baby boy. You can go in now" he informed.

Thank God.

I was nervous to see my son. I wondered what he would look like.

Would be look like me or Mel?

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Emily POV

I looked into a sea of blue as I watched my grandson's eyes. He was very cute with bright red orange hair and slight spots over his face. To be quite honest, I didnt think this child was Ryan's. I mean none of the parents had red hair or blue eyes. Where that came from???

Clearly someone cheated.

When Ryan entered the room, his eyes went wide and stayed glued on his newborn. He looked in love. Marc was awake and watching around in great interest. Ryan moved to Mel and looked down into her arms at her their new baby.Mel looked completely happy.

I knew this was only the beginning of something new.

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Shana POV

"Randy?Is that you?" I called while changing Melissa's clothes.

Randy had left and gone to work while I stayed here and babysat since Mel was giving birth in the hospital now.

I heard a few soft footsteps walking downstairs.

I got curious.

It had camera computers set up in Melissa room so I was able to get a view around the house. At first I couldn't see a thing then a sudden movement in the kitchen caught my attention. I looked closer, only to find a man's figure looking around. My heart begun to beat fast. There was only one man that looked like that from behind. My father.

He turned around and I was able to see he was armed with a gun in his hand.

My breath hitched. I had to move quick because he begun to move up the stairs. I locked the door of Melissa's room and quickly begun to pack a small Dora bag for her with clothes.

When I was finished I placed it on her back and whispered in her ear.

"Melissa, this is it, you need to run to the neighbors and tell them call the police" .

She looked a bit scared but she understood.

The house did have a panic room but it was behind a closet on the second floor. There was no way we could have made it on time to the room before my dad reached up the stairs. We were trapped. I quickly pressed the silent alarm button which would bring patrol cars to the house immediately. But that was not enough. We needed a plan now because my dad was dangerous.

There was a small slide outside Melissa's window which she would use to get down and then she would run through the backyard to the neighbor's house. The neighbor Miss Risa was a house wife and was always home and pleasant. We had told her about my dad and to be on the look out. I heard a knock on the door and I jumped. I picked Melissa up and placed her on the slide. I knew she would do what she had to. I wish I could go with her but it was to small. It was made that way so no adult could go after her.

I pushed her down the slide and watch as she slid and reached the bottom. She then ran to the back and disappeared.

"Shana open the damn door!!!" my father screamed making me jump. I looked around for a hiding place but everything seemed impossible because I was pregnant and wasn't small as I used to be.

I saw a kettle on top the dresser filled with water. I then flicked the switch and waited impatiently.

My dad begun to knock harder. I watched through the camera as he looked scary as ever.

I hated that man with my all.

Every part of me.

I knew my death was coming. I felt it in the air but I wasn't going down without a fight.

This was the only room in the house that did not have a firearm because of Melissa.

Why couldn't I be trapped in another room Lord?